when i mean what i say:

this reminds me of my grandaunt...

When I was little, each time I go by her place on weekends, we lil ones would ask if the pomegranate from her lil planted tree/plant could be eaten! Those were mini plants and their fruits are really tiny! But we just enjoy tasting the lil juices off the fruit/seed. On rare occasions we had and shared big fat ones! -from the fridge... (now thinking back, they are definitely not from that tiny plant!)
I really miss those growing up days and my grand aunt :) lately the mentioned of her name has been frequent and I know mummy misses her very much. It's the first year of cny without her, and the 5or6 years of cny without her laughter after she fell ill. But fond memories of her never left us.

Its been a tiring Monday for me. But this slice of fruit handed to me by my mummy really warms me up. A rare fruit found at home. An extra sweetness filled my heart.

I told mummy this fruit reminds me of my grand aunt.. Mummy just smiled.

Goodnight.